Five to one, baby, one in five

No one here gets out alive

You get yours, baby, I'll get mine

Gonna make it, baby, if we try.

The old get older and the young get stronger

May take a week and it may take longer.

They got the guns, but we got the numbers

Gonna win, yeah, we're taking over.

Your ballroom days are over, baby

Night is drawing near

Shadows of the evening crawl across the years.

You walk across the floor with flowers in your hands

Trying to tell me no one understands

Trade in your hours for a handful of dimes

Gonna make it baby in our prime.

Get together one more time

Get together one more time

Get together one more time.